Текст песни Юрий Богатенков и Владимир Шахрин - Настоящие мужчины

Mama said: & quot; do not give anybody,
Do not trust anybody until then & quot ;.
You was all like a lost paradise,
A breath of crystal water.
We all know - you sleep in a hurricane,
Which would be better if we do not wake up.
In your eyes, this ocean -
Unlikely to me to swim.

Spend the night in the field, like a real Roma,
Ragged clouds bird caravan.
Former lovers disperse sleep
I do not want to risk.
Real men cry bitterly
In your laughter-bound doors,
This man is always disabled
Wounded in the heart of your pain.

Quietly, quietly sleeps country.
Legs - on the shoulders, hands - on the hood.
Where are my children, where my wife ...
Maybe even you are lucky?
Real men cry bitterly
In your laughter-bound doors,
This man is always disabled
Wounded in the heart of your pain.

Your first move, if you want to leave,
Your first attack, if you want to attack.
Just know, in our way
An old friend by the name of passion.
You wanted to take revenge on all at once,
But the target was only for me.
And what reason someone to blame,
What's Bazaar about someone's fault?